Group C
An Ode to Dolphins
By Sabrina

Oh, beautiful dolphin
You make me so joyful and
happy
I long to swim with you
And play all day long with you

He comes from the ocean
He is a silvery color that
shines in the sun
And his tail splashes
When he does tricks
Oh dolphin I love the way
you jump and dive
And swim around in the sea
Oh beautiful dolphin


An Ode to Mac and Cheese

By: Cory Healy


I've always been

quite hard to please

but never when

there's Mac and Cheese.

That scrumptious bowl

which comes so hot

from microwave

or from a pot.


Macaroni shells

all shapes and sizes

Spongebobs, swoops,

and monsters –but

only one cheese package.

I tear it with my teeth

and spill cheese powder

all over the counter.

I trace a face into it's mess.


Mom surveys the

mess I made

and shoos me out

and sets the noodle-water

in the microwave.

The timer counts down

and the bowl spins and spins

and the light shines out

from the black, humming box

like a lighthouse beacon

guiding me back to shore.

Now I'm being scolded

for the counter cheese,

but I'm too busy starring,

anticipating

that moment when I'll

eat that first

piping hot

forkful

that I won't wait

to cool down

for at least 30 seconds

like Mom tells me to.


Finally it's done,

the beacon's gone,

I've come ashore

to the kitchen counter,

Mom grabs another

cheese packet,

stirs

and warns me it's hot

but I think not

and my mouth

gets scorched.

That cheesy powder

now cheesy melt, an

ooey-goey mix of joy,

whether you dig in

or mix it around

for the squelching sound.


Happiness

is a warm bowl.


Ode to Pizza
By Alex Liu
Pizza is yummy,
pizza is steamy,
tastes like cheese,
hear the crunch as you eat,
smells like tomatoes,
it is triangular,
feels like there is a million tiny rocks,

It is all mine!
I eat it all up,
It once was in the oven,
But now in my mouth!

Can you get bigger,
so I can eat more?!
Please get bigger,
I can’t stop eating!
You are so delicious!
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Ode to Bugs
by Alex
You are colorful,
and germy.
You can be
hard or soft,
hear it shrill,
or rustle in
the leaves.

You were once
underground.
You are dirty, when you are caught.
What does it fel like?
Give me an answer
in about a month
No you will forget
in one day!

Ode to Cupcakes

by Kee Moe Thi Han

My mouth waters

and my stomach grumbles

as the baker twirls

the chocolate mix.

Be careful not to trip

and stumble

before I get my share

of tasty licks.


The frosting at the top

looks like a rose

but tastes like vanilla

mixed with whipped cream.

If you leave one

under my hungry nose,

it will crawl

into my delicious dream.


Oh sweet cupcake!

you are the perfect treat,

not too big like cake

or small like candy.

So get a glass of milk

and stretch your feet,

take a bite and exclaim,

“Wow! That's dandy!”



An Ode to Cats
By Isabel Li

Furry
Cute
Harmless

O you darling cats
You make me relaxed when I am angry
So pretty in the sunlight
Meowing and purring in all sweet ways

Not big
Not small
O you cats
O you darling cats
How I long to spend all day with you

Why do you chase mice?
What does cat food taste like?
What do you mean when you purr?

O you sweet cats
So many mysteries to solve


Ode to a blank page

by Zoe Klatz


You lay in front of me,

A challenge.

“Go ahead,” you say, “I dare you.”

You came from something mighty.


Once,

You held fast in earth, soil,

Stretched skyward everyday,

Grew a thick skin around you,

Allowed birds to nest in your fingertips

And allowed people to carve their initials into your side.


Iced over for winter,

Quietly melting in the spring.

You are wiser than the brains

That belong to the feet

That climb up you to see the world from a new angle.


Somebody destroyed you and you had no say, for your triumphant, majestic fall.

You went to a factory one day a humble tree

And came out sometime later as something new:

endless sheets of white blank pages for

Lyrics, essays, poems and dreams


Ideas

Waiting to be thought up.

“Go ahead,” you say, “I’m here for you. Go ahead—write.”



Ode to Penguins
By Mark
Oh penguins, big and
small,
beautiful colors
and great
swimmers. How
you eat fish
with your big
bellies.
Everytime someone
Mentions you
I feel extraordinary.

Waddle, waddle, slow
And steady just
Like the
turtle.
You’re so great
I adopted one
Of your kind
Now I wonder
If I can find
A new
Species
Penguins, oh penguins
*


Ode to my Hair
By Jillian Doyle



Plucked

Tucked

Cut and trim

Pinned up

Sprayed to the prim.



Curled in ear sockets

Swirled in my pockets

Ponytail so tight,

My head numb.



Makes my cat hack.

Growing on my back

and bum.

Under my bed

Tangled on my head

I dye it lavender, fuchsia, black lead

Sometimes even red.



Little feet warmers

For my bellybutton

no need for cutt’n

growing out of every pore

long to the floor.



On my toes

and clothes

and fros

and bros

even up my enormous nose.



To keep me warm and

fit a norm

Should I shave?

Or get my initials engraved?

Get a Mohawk –

will people gawk?



Sometimes

I wish

I had no hair at all.


An Ode To Odes
By Julian

An ode to odes that you can write
An ode to odes that I think are fun
you are fun in many ways
especially when you are about games!!!
An ode to odes that you share

To other people, that’s your pair
An ode to anything that you wish
You can write about a fish!!!!!!
An ode to odes we do in class
Odes are fun when they rhyme
Just like a little chime
I’d like to write a little but more…
…I’m afraid its time
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An Ode to Food
By Julian

An ode to food
An ode to snack
An ode to popcorn
You go click clack

You make every birthday
Better than it is
You, pizza taste amazing
Do you wonder how you taste?

An ode to food
An ode to snack
An ode to popcorn
You go click clack

You sizzle on the stove as the cheese melts.
You, grilled cheese taste amazing.
Do you wonder how you taste?

An ode to food
An ode to snack
An ode to popcorn
You go click clack

And you, food is everything!

*

Ode To My Polo Shoes

By Keyla Hernández

Oh, my polo shoes.

You keep me warm in style

You let me look cool for a little while

I wish I had a million of you to pile

Addiction

You are my fiction

A contradiction

Of different colors

Blue, red, green, orange, and yellow

You make me feel mellow

Can’t wait to put you on

You are like my favorite love song

You make me want to dance

Destiny, it was all chance

The last pair

I don’t even care

I think it was fair

You’re all mine

My valentine.